Rabbit Must Die-Chapter 669 - 267: The More the Merrier When Hunting Rabbits [Second Update]_1

That feeling was as if the Rabbit was sightseeing, riding on their Saint Heir!

Suddenly, all the Phoenix faces darkened!

"Rabbit, get down from there!" The Phoenixes could no longer maintain their pretentious squawks, instead roaring with rage.

Not only were they frustrated, but Zhao Yuhuang was even more so. Provoked by the actions of the Dragon Clan, he had also rushed out to show off, only to have the damn Rabbit follow him out!

And to ride on his back, no less!

The problem was that when he came out, his energy was locked onto the Dragon Clan, paying no heed to the damn Rabbit following. Now, even toppling the Rabbit would be futile.

It would also lead to people thinking he had brought the Rabbit along to the assembly and then to the battle, sharing rides as if they were the best of friends.

Knocking off the Rabbit now would be seen as a display of pettiness, not just reflecting on him alone. After all, he was the Phoenix Clan’s Saint Heir...

With this in mind, Zhao Yuhuang suppressed his anger and squeezed out a smile, thinking, "I’ll just act generously and not fuss over it—but I need to make things clear to avoid any misunderstanding that I’m the Rabbit’s mount."

However, before Zhao Yuhuang could speak, the Rabbit cracked the whip and shouted, "Giddy up!"

At that shout, everyone’s gaze turned odd, and those on Zhao Yuhuang were filled with mocking.

The rage in Zhao Yuhuang’s belly could no longer be contained. With a furious flip, he unleashed the fiery power within him, hoping to catapult the Rabbit away. In his eyes, flinging an ordinary human was a piece of cake.

However, unknown to him, this Rabbit might look like an almost-Immortal Rabbit, but his actual strength was not to be underestimated.

The moment Qin Shou felt the power closing in, he grabbed Zhao Yuhuang’s neck feathers and shouted, "Charge!"

With a boom, Qin Shou clung fiercely to Zhao Yuhuang’s feathers, and then... he watched as Zhao Yuhuang flew far away, leaving him with just a bare neck, flying further and further.

Qin Shou looked at the two phoenix feathers in his hands, spat out, "This stuff is really flimsy!"

Meanwhile, Zhao Yuhuang only felt a sharp pain at the back of his neck, followed by a freezing coldness... Though wrapped in flames, it was still cold—the cold came from the countless eyes around him...

At that moment, a furious roar erupted from Zhao Yuhuang’s heart, "Damn Rabbit!"

As for Zhao Yuhuang’s fury, Qin Shou didn’t take it to heart at all. Since they were enemies and he played tricks on me, wouldn’t I be letting down the brain cells he wasted by not baiting him properly?

After flying off, Qin Shou also snapped out of his daze, turned around, cracked the whip and shouted, "Little bird, don’t leave!"

Then he saw a Phoenix passing by, watching a pale backside descend from the sky and land on its back with a thud!

Even though this Phoenix was large, it trembled under the weight.

In the Phoenix Clan, size represents power. The stronger they are, the larger they grow.

Zhao Yuhuang, in his Phoenix form, was like a vast mountain range. For Qin Shou to strut on his neck, he naturally couldn’t be small either.

Now, Qin Shou landed on a Phoenix that was a full four-fifths smaller than Zhao Yuhuang. It was like Guan Yu riding a donkey—the donkey could still walk, but the mighty general also had to keep his feet dragging on the ground...

The scene was bizarre. Although Qin Shou didn’t need to drag his feet, with his two long legs hanging down on either side of the Phoenix, it looked especially strange.

The Phoenix cried with a sobbing voice, "Rabbit, get off me!"

Without a word, Qin Shou slapped it.

SMACK!

The Phoenix reeled from the blow, its head spinning with stars, flying haphazardly. Qin Shou said, "Keep blabbering, and I’ll have my brother Zhao Yuhuang chop you up!"

Although they were all from the Phoenix Clan, differences in class meant Zhao Yuhuang was destined not to fit in—at least, he wouldn’t share his thoughts with the common Phoenixes.

Thus, these ordinary Phoenixes had no clue that Zhao Yuhuang wanted to kill the Rabbit; in their eyes, the Rabbit was Zhao Yuhuang’s honored guest, not someone to offend.

Adding to the fact that the Rabbit was blustering convincingly, the smaller Phoenix was so intimidated that it stopped making noise and obediently carried Qin Shou, joining the main force in flight—what it thought to itself, only it knew.

The main force finally arrived at the one and only Three Immortals Road entrance in the Earthly Immortal Realm by evening. Qin Shou then saw Indra following Shiva onto a floating island with a huge palace, conspicuous in its style as one of the Demon Clan’s Heavenly Court palaces.

However, from the size of the palace, it was clear it wasn’t from the mainland of the Earthly Immortal Realm’s rear, but a new palace.

Qin Shou paid particular attention to the Dark Guanyin, who turned out to be an entrancing woman dressed in black. To be exact, a woman with a gorgeous figure, as she wore a white, featureless mask, so her actual appearance remained unseen.

A chubby member of the Yunwu Clan came forward, wobbling like a giant cotton candy, cumbersome yet somehow giving the impression he might float away on the wind, a contradictory sensation.

From the Dragon Clan, only a streak of blue light was visible; details were unclear.